Prologue
Lying on the floor. My hair stood on end, a shiver raced down my spine and a lump came to my throat. It was him. Standing like a statue over me. I knew it, this was the end. The end of my life. Forever. “It’s over.” He said in his crazy toned, redneck voice. “There is nowhere to run or hide this time.” Suddenly a cold misty darkness enveloped me and I felt myself plummeting downwards.
Chapter 1, December 26th, 2012
“Thump!” As my head hit hard on the concrete floor. Blood poured out of my wound. I let out a groan of pain. Lifting my head was a struggle. Because I had lost a lot of blood I felt really dizzy. I tried getting up, but my leg jerked sharply, causing me to fall into a heap on the ground, blacking out as my head hit the ground for a second time.
Chapter 2, March 1st, 2013
I woke up in a hospital bed with my leg elevated and my head wrapped in bandages. People were sitting around me, not one of them looked familiar, except one, my son Jacob. When they realised I was awake they came rushing over to the bed. “Oh, thank god you are all right!” said a tall man with a small beard and round glasses. “I was beginning to think you weren’t going to make it!”
“Jacob?”I said
“Yes Mum, what is it?”
“Who are these people, I don’t recognise them?”
“The doctor said you may have some memory loss. This is Mike your Husband, Abby your Daughter, Pauline your Mum, Ian your brother and judging by a few minutes ago you remember me.”
“What happened, why am I in hospital.”
“We don’t know what exactly happened but when the hospital rang us they said some men found you lying on the sidewalk a few blocks from the house.You have been in a coma ever since.” Said Mike
“The doctor said you would be able to come home this afternoon”
Chapter 3
When I got home I wasn’t there for long. I was on my way to my bedroom, which was upstairs, when I tripped and fell. When I woke up I was in the hospital again, so I must have blacked out. My head felt dizzy and was wrapped up in bandages yet again. The doctor came in and said “I don’t think you will be going home anytime soon, you have lost a lot of blood.”
When my family walked in again I didn’t recognize anyone. When the doctor asked if I was ready to go home I said no. It didn’t feel safe going home and living with, what it felt like, complete strangers. So the doctor agreed to let me stay in hospital.
To Be Continued....
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